Buffalo Skinners Lyrics - Woody's Roots - Woody Guthrie

Come all you old time cowboys 

And listen to my song 

Please do not grow weary 

I'll not detain you long 

Concerning some wild cowboys 

Who did agree to go 

Spend the summer pleasant 

On the trail of the buffalo 

I found myself in griffin 

In the spring of '83 

When a well known famous drover 

Come walking up to me 

Said, "How do you do, young fellow 

Well, how would you like to go 

And spend the summer pleasant 

On the trail of the buffalo?" 

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Well, I being out of work right then 

To the drover I did say 

"Going out on the buffalo road 

Depends on the pay" 

If you will pay good wages 

And transportation to and fro 

I think I might go with you 

On the hunt of the buffalo 

Of course I'll pay good wages 

And transportation too 

If you will agree to work for me 

Until the season's through 

But if you do get homesick 

And you try to run away 

You will starve to death 

Out on the trail and also lose your pay 

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Well with all his flattering talking 

He signed up quite a train 

Some 10 or 12 in number 

Some able bodied men 

Our trip it was a pleasant one 

As we hit the Westward road 

Until we crossed Old Boggy Creek 

In Old New Mexico 

There our pleasures ended 

And our troubles all began 

A lightening storm hit us 

And made the cattle run 

Got all full of stickers 

From the cactus that did not grow 

And the outlaws watching 

To pick us off in the hills of Mexico 

Well, our working season ended 

And the drover would not pay 

If you had not drunk too much 

You are all in debt to me 

But the cowboys never had heard 

Such a thing as a bankrupt law 

So we left that drover's bones to bleach 

On the plains of the buffalo